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Breathe, Tanis, just breathe....

Melia's 3rd Birthday...

* So I started writing this post a few days after her party but totally forgot to publish it- oops!*

I can't believe my little girl is 3 years old. I vividly remember bringing her home and seeing my neighbours little girl who up until a few days earlier had looked so little and thought, Melia is so tiny she will never be that big... and now, here she is this big little girl... three years old!!!

On August 6th, the day before her birthday, I threw her a Tangled birthday party. I chose Tangled because... well, she doesn't have an opinion and I know my niece Mckenna loves that movie so if I could just have one little girl give me that wide eyed so excited expression it would all be worth it. Plus, even if Melia doesn't 'get it' she still deserves to have a fun, just like everyone else, birthday party!

the morning before Jolanda and Kaycee came over and helped me make the tower cake. It was the first time any of us had used fondant and I think it turned out pretty dang good... Thanks ladies!!

First we painted on canvases because Rapunzel loves to paint.

Then we played Pin the Frying Pan on Flynn Rider. Melia had to leave the room because she was having a meltdown.

After that we went outside and caught bubbles and played with out chameleon horn blowers... I forgot the chameleons name. O'well.

Then we had cake. The expression on Melia's face when she saw the cake and sparklers made everything worth it! It was priceless and makes me so happy when I see the pictures.

At the end of the party we all went outside and wrote our birthday wishes for Melia on balloons and let them go. I got the idea from another blog I read and decided that was something I as going to start as a tradition in my family as well.

Birthdays are hard. They remind me of the things Melia should be doing and it makes me sad, but this was a good day.

I've been thinking...

lately I have been thinking about throwing myself a little party. Just for me and pity. So I'm going to do it on my blog.
I've been feeling a little... dead inside? Thats not the right term for how I'm feeling but its the only term that comes to mind right now.
I read blogs of friends or strangers and see their pictures of vacations and their daily lives that include their kids and husbands having fun and doing 'normal' things. I hate them. Okay, hate is too strong a word because I really don't- I envy them. I wish I could be teaching Melia to ride a tricycle, or have silly discussions with her about the shapes the clouds are making... anything.
Today I sat in the front room with both of my children. For about a half hour I didn't talk. There was no one talking. I realized, I pretty much have conversations with myself all day every day. I hope Owen learns to talk soon so I can have some sort of reciprocation in the language department.

Alright, pity needs to leave now. These parties always seem like such a good idea until you're in the middle of one. But they really aren't that fun :( Maybe I should try an actual party to get me out of my funk!!

First day...

My little girl is going to school today! I can't believe it!
I wasn't one of the moms who was crying... I don't think I get emotional over things that are positive. I don't cry when they get immunizations or when Melia was going through all her tests, they are for good so they can't be sad...
Today was a good thing too so I didn't cry... I am just so excited for her to learn and thrive at school like I know she will! She did really good on the bus too, and when I went to the school- yes I followed the bus there- and peeked in her classroom she was playing in the sandbox and doing great!

I can't wait to see the progress she makes at Renfrew!!